The awakening

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[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

I met Robert like 10 years back

He was living with his beautiful daughter Essie, had earlier divorced with the mom when she was 3 months & the mom insisted she wants to leave her behind.

We started dating & later got married.
I loved Essie & took care of her like she was mine, even decided to wait conceiving untill she was old enough.

Seven years down the road, her mom came back to claim her, saying she's the only family she has & can't live without her.

I indeed wondered, when she left her behind, wasn't she her only family?
At first I thought she was kidding, she wasn't.

She even went court, we also chose to do our best fight for our daughter. Presented all the receipts, medical records we had. Got witnesses too, the neighbors who saw us go through the hustle of raising a newborn till date.

After presenting everything the the court choose to allow Essie make her choice. Her mom did and said all she could to convince her, explaining how she was her mom by blood.

Essie made a statement that got me crying, "am happy to finally meet you mom, but I've grown seeing her be my real mom". My girl came crying to me, called me mom in the middle of the court room.

I cried.
That's how we got out daughter back.

Sometimes family is not only blood but the love we show each other.

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

My family wasn't in support of me getting married just after college. They believed it's good I first get a job & secure my future.
Maybe they were right...
Besides my boyfriend was much older and divorced. They didn't think he's into marriage.

At first he proved them wrong, was always by my side throughout the first months of my pregnancy.

In our 5th month we went for a scan which read we have twins🥰 we were so happy or so i thought.

Bse that's the last time he slept home.
From emergency business trips, trainings and the likes.

He just never came back home.
I started starving as there was no food in the house, then sickness came in too.

I really needed to go to the hospital yet I didn't have money.
Couldn't even think of going home, they were so mad at me.

One day I met my sister in town, was worried at first but told her. She took me to the hospital, did the necessary tests & it turned out the babies were nolonger safe inside & they had to do surgery & get them out.

I tried reaching out to my boyfriend, he kept saying hes coming but never did.
My sister paid for the bills.
We were discharged after a week & Walter still hadn't come. Only reached out saying he's not around I should first go to stay with my sister.

Like that he left me in rhe middle of nowhere.
I went home to my parents, was worried they'll chase me but they took me in.
Took good care of me and the kids.

They're now 13 years, have never met their dad & he has also never asked to see them.
I looked for work, went back to school & am taking good care of my kids too.

I've realized how special and amazing family is. Everyone did all they could to support me get moving again🥰
Nobody judged me.

[TheHost @TheHost_]

I got pregnant at nineteen, and my parents reacted like I’d set fire to the family name. My father went silent almost overnight. My mother cried a lot, but most of what she said came down to how embarrassed she felt and how I’d “ruined everything.”
When my boyfriend left partway through the pregnancy, it didn’t soften anything it just gave everyone around me a reason to say I’d brought it on myself.

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

@KeruboSk Actually at first I dint take it serious but this is scary indeed. Did they move out? Bse if it was me I couldn't spend another minute there

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

@lovyPrimzy1 He was spending his great day in the happiest way😂😂

[Cloutymody @cloutymody]

I think the person who invented anti perspirant deodorant was very lazy to bath.

[Dr. Katumwa Kenneth 🇺🇬 @dr_katumwa]

😂😂

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

@AinebyonaC96118 😂😂😂😂

[Blessed assurance🥰 @AinebyonaC96118]

Eh mama
Are u Satan?🤣🤣🤣

[Meg @MegOfficiall]

She reached into her bag and pulled out a pregnancy test.

“I was staying here because your son threatened me when I told him I was pregnant.”

I couldn’t breathe.

Then she said the one thing that broke me completely.

“The woman in those pictures isn’t his girlfriend.”

I looked at her.

“She is his wife.”

Silence filled the room.

My son had been living a double life.

And somehow, my mother had known before I did.

But there was one more thing I hadn’t discovered.

My mother looked at me and quietly said,

“There’s something else you need to know.”

She opened the second envelope.

Inside was a marriage certificate.

My son wasn’t the only one hiding a secret.

The woman he married was my daughter.

My own daughter.

The girlfriend sitting in my mother’s house was carrying his child.

And suddenly, I understood why everyone had been so afraid to tell me.

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

@MegOfficiall What the hell? He's married to his sister? OMG this is scarier than I thought

[Meg @MegOfficiall]

My son’s girlfriend had been staying with my mother for almost three weeks, and nobody thought it was strange enough to tell me.

I only found out because I called my mother one evening and heard a woman laughing in the background.

“Who is that?” I asked.

There was a long silence.

Then my mother said, “It’s your son’s girlfriend. She needed somewhere to stay for a little while.”

I was confused. “Why didn’t anyone tell me?”

“She didn’t want to bother you.”

That answer bothered me more than it should have.

My son and his girlfriend had been dating for almost a year. I liked her, but we weren’t particularly close. So the next morning, I went to my mother’s house.

When I walked in, she immediately looked nervous…….

[𝐌𝐫.𝐊𝐀𝐋™ @dekim_Kalvino]

My wife’s phone rang at 2:13 a.m.
She answered, went completely silent, then handed it to me.
A man whispered, “You need to leave your wife before she finds out what I know.”
Then he hung up.
I laughed because I thought it was a prank.
My wife didn’t.
She just stared at me and asked, “What exactly did he say?”....

[Primzy @lovyPrimzy1]

My younger sister asked if she could use my Netflix account.

She said,

"I'm trying to save money for a few months. I'll get my own subscription later."

I didn't mind.

I gave her my password.

For a while, everything was fine.

Then one evening, I tried watching a movie after work.

A message popped up saying too many devices were already streaming.

I figured it was a glitch.

The next day, it happened again.

A few days later, I checked the account and noticed devices I didn't recognize.

I called my sister.

She casually said,

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

@lovyPrimzy1 Her giving out your password is one issue
Another issue is her showing no remorse.
If she had explained well maybe you'd understand & probably leave her connected. She left you with no choice.

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

I found my water bill so high for the past 2 months, it was abnormally high, and no unusual activity had been going on in my house.

I decided to check the surveillance

My immediate neighbor was fetching around 10 jerrricans of water every evening.

And it was my househelp giving them tap key.

I called the house manager and reported.

They were charged for the excess I've bn paying for the two months.

They say they're innocent bse they were being given consent, why would you get consent from a househelp when the owner is inside??

They now say did I did wrong & not a good neighbor
Does being a good neighbor include paying someone else's bills??

[The awakening @Blesseduo1]

I found my water bill so high for the past 2 months, it was abnormally high, and no unusual activity had been going on in my house.

I decided to check the surveillance

My immediate neighbor was fetching around 10 jerrricans of water every evening.

And it was my househelp giving them tap key.

I called the house manager and reported.

They were charged for the excess I've bn paying for the two months.

They say they're innocent bse they were being given consent, why would you get consent from a househelp when the owner is inside??

They now say did I did wrong & not a good neighbor
Does being a good neighbor include paying someone else's bills??

[Gold🤍🌚 @GOLDBABYO]

My electricity bill doubled while I was away for three weeks, so I called the power company and the woman on the phone quietly asked, “Are you sure nobody is living in your house?” I laughed. “My house has been empty.” She paused. “Then you need to check your meter.”

[StoryVault @StoryVaulthnnk]

I Got Sober at Twenty-Three and Lost Everyone.
I woke up in a hospital bed with no memory of how I got there.

My roommate told me later that I’d passed out at a party. That my friends had debated calling an ambulance but decided to let me sleep it off. That I’d stopped breathing twice. That she’d called 911 when she realized I wasn’t waking up.
I’d nearly died while everyone around me partied.

When the doctor told me my blood alcohol was life-threatening, something broke inside me. I’d been drinking since I was sixteen. It was just what we did. We went to bars.

We took shots. We made bad decisions and laughed about them the next day. It was fun. It was freedom. It was my entire social life.
But I’d almost died.

I decided that night to quit. Not cut back. Quit. Cold turkey. No more alcohol. No more parties. No more nights out.
I thought my friends would get it.

I thought they’d be proud. Instead, they disappeared.
The first week they texted me to come out. I said I couldn’t drink anymore. They said I could just hang out. But we all knew hanging out meant drinking.

By week two the texts stopped coming. I went from having plans every night to having nobody calling at all.
I didn’t realize how much of my identity was built on those nights. On being the fun one. On being up for anything. On being part of that group. Without the drinking, I was just someone sitting alone at home.

Years later I’m healthy. I go to the gym. I have a good job. I’m in therapy working through why I drank in the first place. I’m alive and sober and stable.

But I’m also thirty and I’ve never had friends who stuck around. I’ve never been part of a community that wasn’t centered on drinking. I saved my life and lost my twenties doing it.
I see them sometimes on social media. They’re still doing the same thing.

Still going to the same bars. Still making the same jokes. Some of them have settled down and cut back. Some are still all in. But none of them ever called to check on me. None of them tried to understand.

I don’t know if they were never real friends or if I just chose wrong by leaving. All I know is that I’m alive and they’re gone and I’m not sure which one of us lost more.

[StoryVault @StoryVaulthnnk]

Three Weeks of Silence Changed Everything.
I woke up deaf.

Not metaphorically. Not the kind of deaf where you can’t hear your boyfriend asking about his day. Actually deaf. Complete silence in my right ear and this ringing in my left that sounded like a thousand insects screaming at once.

I was twenty-eight. I was the lead vocalist for a band that had just gotten signed. We had our first real tour booked. We had a shot. And suddenly I couldn’t hear.

The audiologist said it was sudden sensorineural hearing loss. It happens sometimes. Usually it comes back. Sometimes it doesn’t. We’d have to wait and see. She put me on steroids and told me to avoid loud noise until we knew what we were dealing with.

I sat at home in complete silence. Or not silence. I could still hear from my left ear but the world felt lopsided. I couldn’t perform. I couldn’t even imagine trying to sing when half my hearing was gone.

My band wanted to wait. They believed it would come back. They had faith in me. But I had three weeks to think about everything I’d never done. I thought about my parents who’d asked me to have a backup plan.

I thought about stability. I thought about the real possibility that I might never hear music the same way again.
On day twenty-one, my hearing came back. Just like that. My ear popped and suddenly I could hear again.

But I couldn’t go back.
I quit the band and went back to school for sound engineering. I told them it was because I’d realized music was more important than performing. That I wanted to focus on the craft instead of the attention.

That those three weeks had changed my perspective on what mattered.
The truth was I was scared of it happening again.

Years later I’m a successful sound engineer. I make good money. I work with incredible artists in the studio. But I’m not on stage. I’m not the one singing. And sometimes I watch my old bandmates and I wonder if I made the right choice based on something temporary.

My hearing is fine now. It’s been fine for seven years. I could go back to performing anytime. But I can’t shake the memory of that silence. I can’t stop thinking about what I gave up to avoid the fear of it happening again.

[Obianuju🌻 @Obianuju2721931]

God, please. Almost all my mutuals are hosting Spaces.😭 When will I catch a break?